The clouds turn into rain, and the wind and rain are swords!

Zhang Li stepped out in one step, and within a radius of ten thousand zhang, the rain silk turned into a sword wire, and the sword silk condensed into a sword, and slashed down towards the high platform in front of him.

"Sword Cultivation!"

Cultivation in the world, sword cultivation is invincible at the same level, and the edge is unstoppable!

Luo Jin, who was originally proud, exclaimed like a ghost, and threw out three talismans and two defensive magic weapons in his hand.

The talisman turned into a water curtain and a light curtain, and the magic weapon was a small golden umbrella and a cyan shield.

The small umbrella rotates, and the forces of fire and water are intertwined on it.

The shield was suspended, and a cyan wolf beast phantom appeared on the hideous shield.

In this way, Luo Jin still felt that it was not enough, and there was a long banner in his hand, and the long banner was shining with a void light, turning into a three-zhang green python.

Only then did he look up at the sword light that had been slashed.

"Boom-"

The sword light fell, and the light curtain and the water curtain shattered at the same time.

The sword light did not stop at all, colliding with the small umbrella.

The small umbrella of the magic weapon was stunned, and the pieces were shattered.

Luo Jin's expression was solemn, staring at the long sword that fell from the sky.

"Thorn-"

The moment the small umbrella shattered, the long sword slashed at the shield, striking the cyan wolf beast phantom in two.

This sword light is so sharp!

"Good sword cultivation!"

With two magic weapons broken in a row, Luo Jin's expression was flustered, and he let out a low shout, and the long banner in his hand led the cyan python towards the falling sword light.

At this time, the sword light was already extremely thin after slashing through the water curtain of the light curtain turned by the three runes, and breaking two magic weapons in a row.

The cyan python resisted the sword light, then entangled its body, wrapped the sword light, opened its mouth, made a slight sound, and its eyes were red with blood.

"Bang-"

At this moment, the sword light exploded, blasting the python's body into pieces.

Even the long banner in Luo Jin's hand shook slightly, and a crack appeared on it, like a long sword splitting.

Luo Jin's palms trembled, his steps unconsciously took three steps back, and he raised his head in horror.

From Zhang Li's sword to the breaking of the talisman in front of him, there were only three breaths in total.

In the time of three breaths, he was a strong man who was considered the backbone of the cultivation world in the cultivation world, and he was actually broken by a sword.

"You, you-"

Looking at Zhang Li, who flew down on the high platform, Luo Jin looked flustered for a while, and retreated in horror.

Isn't this one the disciple of the mortal dust guard?

How is it possible to have such a kendo practice?

can cut off his own sword cultivation with one sword, what do you do in mortal dust?

Luo Jin had countless questions, but he couldn't speak.

Because, Zhang Li took the sword in his hand and cut it again.

This sword was raised, and Luo Jin's face had changed greatly.

As the sword in Zhang Li's hand was raised, there were clouds and thunder gathering in the surrounding heaven and earth void.

This cloud and thunder is not only the thunder of the wind and clouds, but also the wrath of the heavens!

Take your own way, walk the way of heaven!

At this moment, Zhang Li is like the avenue of heaven and earth, ten thousand laws do not invade, ten thousand roads gush gold, and converge into a golden body of heaven and earth.

This feeling is familiar to Zhang Li.

He was above Luoshui outside Luojing City, and he had the means to punish the heavens.

It's just that at that time, one finger to destroy the demon was completely different from the sword at this time.

At this time, a sword triggered thousands of clouds and thunder, and the heavens and the earth shook within a radius of a hundred miles, and the humane power that permeated the entire sky over Jinning City was aroused.

Merit, willingness, popularity.

There is also the Confucianism and Taoism accumulated over countless years.

Haoran righteousness.

When the sword converged, a thousand-zhang long sword phantom condensed above the sky.

This sword shadow is the meaning of Confucianism and Taoism accumulated by the Jixia School Palace for countless years.

It is also the merit and wish that the people of Jinning City have gathered for countless years.

"Sword Immortal Spares ......"

Looking at this sword, Luo Jin, who was trembling, turned pale and pleaded in a low voice.

Not to mention slashing at his body with such a sword, even if it is condensed for a moment, the overwhelming coercion can also shatter his soul.

This is the crushing of the power of the Great Dao.

It is hard to imagine how strong the cultivation of the person who urged this sword is.

Anyway, several of the top elders of their Imperial Spirit Dao, the Jindan Realm Cultivator, he didn't see such a method.

Could it be that this is a primordial power?

Not really, right?

The long sword hovered in mid-air, condensed but not dispersed.

No need to chop it again.

A strong man in the foundation realm, an immortal from the cultivation world, had already collapsed before this sword.

At this time, this sword is only slightly more difficult than killing a chicken.

However, in Zhang Li's opinion, he didn't use this sword to kill people.

Zhang Li turned his head, and his gaze fell on those disciples of the Jixia Academy Palace below.

Zhu Zhengxi, who was standing in the audience, had a complicated expression and looked at Zhang Li on the stage.

Zhang Li smiled slightly, nodded, and then looked up at the hanging sword.

The sword seemed to understand his intentions, and slowly changed.

From a thousand-foot giant sword, it turned into a simple ink pen.

This sword is based on the power of his own divine soul, the power of the Heavenly Dao, and the Haoran Qi and merit accumulated over the countless years of the Jixia School Palace as the channel, and it has been condensed successfully.

Now, he has separated his sword path from his divine soul, leaving only the Heavenly Dao and Haoran Qi combined, and he no longer has the shape of a sword, but a pen.

This is a pen that is in harmony with the way of heaven.

This pen is in Jinning City, with the power of Confucianism and Taoism, it is a foundation building realm can also be an enemy.

This is an unimaginable divine weapon!

"Mr. Zhu, Zhang didn't prepare any gifts when he came to Jixia School Palace, this pen is even a gift from Zhang to congratulate Jixia School Palace on taking over the new sacrificial wine."

"Jing Yuanguan, Zhao Guo, has a close relationship with the Jixia School Palace of Chu State, and they are connected with each other, and they will be closer in the future."

Zhang Li raised his hand, and the illusory ink pen slowly solidified, turning into a golden ink pen that was three zhang long and quietly suspended.

As he waved his hand, the ink pen flew down on the top of Zhu Zhengxi's head.

Zhu Zhengxi closed his eyes slightly, and he could sense the meaning of the avenue conveyed in the ink pen.

This ink pen has the blessing of heaven, and the power contained in it is like mountains and rivers!

"Okay, thank you Mr. Zhang."

Zhu Zhengxi was not humble and polite, arched his hand, and said loudly: "In the future, this ink pen will be called a mountain and river pen." ”

The pen of mountains and rivers writes spring and autumn.

As if he liked his new name very much, the ink pen vibrated and swirled, leaving the word "mountains and rivers" in the air, and then quietly disappeared.

The pen dissipated.

But the pen is still there.

As long as needed, Zhu Zhengxi can summon this mountain and river pen within a radius of 100 miles.

Under the high platform, Zhu Zhengxi bowed to Zhang Li.

Below, all the disciples of the Jixia Academy Palace bowed to Zhang Li.

At this moment, merit and wish power converged, and turned into a dragon behind Zhang Li.

"Gather merit, I see......" Looking at the blue dragon phantom, Luo Jin, who was not far away, widened his eyes and muttered.

Zhang Li turned his head to look at him and waved his hand: "Today is the ceremony of the Jixia School Palace, Zhang Li will not steal the limelight, Lord Yuanqingguan, you will help Mr. Zhu preside over the ceremony." ”

Jingyuan Guanguan came to preside over the ceremony.

Originally, this ceremony was presided over by the immortals in the cultivation world.

Now, this immortal is already so embarrassed and depressed, how can he still be qualified to preside?

Moreover, since Mr. Zhang has spoken, it has to be the Lord of Yuanqing Guan to preside.

The viewer of Jingyuan Temple, today, also has the qualification to preside over the celebration.

Zhang Li and Luo Jin on the high platform quietly left.

The ceremony continued, but everyone was a little absent-minded.

It was really the battle just now, and the scene of Zhang Li's two swords falling into the sky was too shocking.

Is there really such a strong person in the world?

……

In the quiet room, the aura around Zhang Li's body seemed to be boiling.

Around him, there was a golden handwriting levitating, and then it merged with the faint sword intent on his body.

These handwritings are the spirit of Confucianism and Taoism.

Zhang Li has cultivated the way of the sword, the way of immortals, and the way of martial arts, but he has not cultivated this Confucian way.

This majestic spirit is a gift from heaven and earth.

Because he took action, he protected the inheritance of the Jixia School Palace, protected the righteousness of humanity, and was also in harmony with the way of heaven.

The last time he was on Luoshui, when he was punishing the heavens, he had observed a trace of the way of heaven.

This time, the gift given to him by the Heavenly Dao was Confucianism and Taoism.

This trace of Haoran Qi is the essence of the accumulation of countless years of disciples of Jixia Academy.

Kendo practice is supposed to be as pure as possible.

He always thought so.

It's just that at this moment, the streamer revealed in these golden handwritings collided with his own sword intent, as if it could give birth to and purify his sword dao practice.

Can it still be like this?

Raise your hand, a little bit on a golden handwriting in front of you.

The handwriting turned into a "line" character.

Yes?

"Boom-"

The handwriting was shattered, and in front of Zhang Li, a young Confucian in a green robe, holding a bamboo cane, and carrying a large bookcase was walking slowly.

The young man was exhausted, but he still kept walking.

It wasn't until sunset that he found a cliff side, simply found some branches to make a shelter, and then took out a cold steamed bun.

If you are thirsty, it is mountain spring water, and if you are hungry, it is cold steamed buns.

From the green robe of Confucianism, to the pale beard.

"Read 10,000 books, travel 10,000 miles, my generation reads, Ming etiquette, cultivation of the mind, inheritance of the ancients, and then enlighten the future, this life is worth it."

When this Confucian scholar fell in front of a mountain, he left only a record of traveling thousands of miles.

"The Yulong River stretches for thousands of miles, the upstream starts from the Luoshui branch, and then enters the three counties of Chu State, there is a legend ......"

"This place is called Zhu Yu Mountain, which produces vermilion jade, and the local people name it bloodstone."

……

Cultivation is to observe the scenery.

A view of heaven and earth.

Look at yourself.

See others as well.

One word, that's a lifetime.

In a word, it is the pursuit of a Confucian practitioner who will not swerve in this life and will not regret in the next life.

"Heaven and earth have a way, I should hold it, there is no way in heaven, I should stand!"

"The suffering of the people is felt by our generation."

"Rise and fall, my responsibility."

……

Some people throw pens and wear armor, and some people fold swords and write books.

Some people are white-headed and enlightened, laughing at the mountains and rivers, and some people are young and intelligent, and a famous poem.

The practice of Confucianism and Taoism has a different artistic conception from martial arts and immortals.

It's like ink dripping, hearty and endless.

Around Zhang Li's body, the sword light and the golden light merged, and the handwriting turned into golden streamer lines, constantly watering on the small tree on his arm.

The small trees are stained with gold and grow stronger.

A faint golden lotus emerged and turned into buds.

When the buds open, it is the time for the sword intent to be displayed, and when the flowers fall and bear fruit, the sword intent really begins to change qualitatively.

Zhang Li was looking forward to what his sword intent would eventually become.

When will he be able to possess a truly complete sword intent.

The Tree of Sword Intent dissipated, returned to his arm, and his boiling qi and blood were silent.

There seems to be a slight increase in the cultivation of the Immortal Dao.

Zhang Li put away the array plate and walked out the door.

Luo Jin, who was standing at the door, hurriedly bowed.

At this time, Luo Jin was sweating profusely, and his steps were vain.

God knows how he got over for most of the day.

Standing in front of Zhang Li's retreat, the eleven or twelve-year-old child lost his mind at a glance.

The trace of demonic power that was deliberately emitted made his bloodline almost freeze.

This kind of torment made him unable to hold on several times and had to fall to the ground.

A monk who has built the second layer of the foundation has to stand in front of a Jindan realm for half a day, and when he goes back to the cultivation world, he Luo Jin can blow it for a lifetime.

Of course, you have to have the life to return to the cultivation world.

Goblin.

Great Demon.

Jindan Realm Great Demon!

A great demon in the Jindan Realm, just under Mr. Zhang's seat, is a janitor.

Seeing Zhang Li again at this time, Luo Jin's body was weak and he fell to his knees.

"Luo Jin, meet, meet, senior."

can have the big demon of Jindan Realm as a child, at least it is also the late stage of Jindan, right?

Even, Yuan Baby!

Luyangzhou, there is no Yuan Infant Realm.

Zhang Li waved his hand and glanced at the grinning Ao Jin.

This Ao Jin likes to play tricks on people.

"Luo Jin, don't you stay in the cultivation world, what are you doing in the mortal world?"

Zhang Li's voice was calm.

Hearing his words, Luo Jin hurriedly bowed down and spoke.

As Zhang Li thought, Luo Jin and the others were originally disciples of the Imperial Spirit Dao stationed in the bitter cold land of the northern region of Luyang Continent.

Because no one was willing to take on the task of garrisoning the bitter cold land, the sect specially took out the trading power to guard the mortal world this time as a reward.

In other words, a trade with Huaxian Prefecture is used as a reward in exchange for the task of garrisoning the bitter cold land.

The Imperial Spirit Dao has arranged nine foundation building realms in the bitter cold land, and the strongest of them is the half-step Jindan realm.

The last time the two of them came to the mortal world, they fell unexpectedly and lost the incense of the transaction.

Luo Jin: They are here to investigate this matter.

It's just that there is no need to investigate, and as soon as I come to the mundane world, I know a lot of unimaginable news.

The enemy of Dongzhou.

The changes in Huaxian Prefecture, as well as the affairs of Ming Wangzhou.

For the world of cultivation, these things are unimaginably big things.

But Luo Jin didn't choose to report it, but wanted to make a handful for himself.

"Senior Brother Zheng Yu took people to the East China Sea in order to cooperate with the people of Dongzhou and break the seal on Muyun Island."

"The people of Dongzhou said that the earth immortal realm under Muyun Island is about to be broken and collapsed, and now if you kill it and get some benefits, you can use it for a lifetime."

Luo Jin looked at Zhang Li with a complicated face, and said in a low voice: "I don't think I should do this, so I was arranged to stay here......"

The enemy of Dongzhou is also the enemy of Luyangzhou.

Although the mundane world and the cultivation world are no longer much involved, they are still under the supervision of the cultivation world.

But as a disciple of the Imperial Spirit Dao who guarded the sect in the upper realm, he actually colluded with the enemies of Dongzhou and violated his duty to guard the sect, just for his own selfish interests.

"Looking at it this way, you're still good?" Zhang Li's gaze fell on Luo Jin.

Hearing his words, Luo Jin trembled.

"Actually, I know some secrets in the mundane world, and some things are not as easy as I think......"

Hidden.

In this mundane world, there is a real strong man guarding it.

Without defeating Zhu Yuan Zhenjun, it is impossible to truly capture this realm.

"Muyun Island?"

Zhang Li's eyes revealed a deep spiritual light, and his body moved, straight into the sky.

A golden sword soared into the air.

"Recruit cultivators from all over the world, enter the East China Sea, and guard Muyun Island."

His voice echoed over Jinning City.

Below, all the people hurriedly bowed down.

Yuanqing Daoist walked out of the main hall, bowed down and said, "Disciple understands. ”

Zhu Zhengxi on the side hesitated slightly and bowed.

The other great masters looked at each other, and they all bowed.

"Obey the orders of the master."

Zhang Li nodded, his body and the long sword merged, triggering a hundred zhang sword light, like a meteor, straight into the East China Sea!

Go now, fight him and the sky will fall apart!

(End of chapter)